I walk past him and over to one of the tables in the far back corner of the room. He follows me and sets the opposite.

"So....," I say, waiting on him.

"So..." he repeats, "Where do you want me to start?" he asks, as he rested his head on his hands. He gazed at me, waiting for me to respond.

"How about you start by telling me why you even made the bet." I reply to his questions, as I do the same thing, resting my head on my palms, ready to listen.

I was curious to how it all started; why anyone would ever want to do this kind of thing to someone. I didn't understand.

He drops his hands and gazes up, obviously thinking.

"Do you remember when Snape paired us together?" he asks. "How we had to start working together, because of that rule." he reaches up and runs one hand through his hair.

I shift a little at the memory, "Yeah, you said that you were going to make my life hell." Was that it, was all this a way to make my life hell? If so then he nailed it.

"Well, I had intended to, you already told me off and I wasn't going to let you get by with it," he explains, while smiling, " Then to make it worse Blaise said that there was no way you would ever consider being with me."

"So because I rejected you, you decide to make a bet with Blaise?" It was even more ridiculous when I heard myself say it. It was wrong to do someone like that for a game.

"I made the bet," he replies flatly, "And I won't lie to you Leianna, every encounter we had in the beginning was just me working to get closer to you."

My heart ached at his words. The first kiss, the encounters we had, they were a sham. It all ways fake. I bite my lip and look away from him. The pain I felt was so intense I couldn't stand to hold his gaze. It was like my heart was breaking all over again.

"You want the truth don't you?" he asks me, while leaning forward. "I'm not trying to hurt you on purpose."

"How long?" I ask him, while closing my eyes. I didn't dare look at him. I was worried about how he was going to respond. "How long was it before you actually started to like me?"

"I don't know. I think it was always there Leianna, I just didn't pay attention to it. I always fought it."

I blink back my tears and look to him, "So the Room of Requirements, the kiss, all that was nothing," I state.

"Every encounter meant something to me Leianna," he states vaguely, "I just ignored it. Put it off as nerves over the bet."

It was like he was dancing around the truth. He was saying it meant something, but didn't. I came hear for honesty and he was only giving me half-truths. Irritation was clouding my thoughts. I wanted the truth, all of it.

"Draco, will you just say the truth, do you have feeling for me, or was I just a bet?"

"I love you Leianna," he replies as soon as the words were out of my mouth.

"You love me," I repeat the words, letting them sink in.

"I love you more than I have ever loved a person," he continues.

My stomach flutters at his confession. Part of me was happy at this revelation, but part of me was still hurt over the issue with the bet. What if I was to forgive him and he was to hurt me again, reopening my wounds? I didn't want to feel that hurt again and with Draco, that was always going to be an option. I knew him and his family, hurt could come easy. This time I was only a bet, one that he kept secret even though he said he developed feelings for me. I glance over to him, another question on my mind.

"Why didn't you just tell me about the bet? When you said you said you knew you had feelings for me, you should have told me then."

"If I did how would you have reacted?" He asked me, while standing up.

I glare at him as he walks over to me and leans against the wall, "If I had told you I can guarantee that we wouldn't even be here right now," he states, "You wouldn't have given me a chance."

"You don't know what I would have said or what the outcome would have been."

He steps a little closer and leans in towards me, "Would you have accepted it Leianna, honestly?"

I down my head, "I just said I might have," I retort.

"I know you," he begins pushing off of the wall, "You would have stomped out of my life and that would be it."

"And this was the better option, finding out later?"

He sighs, "I never wanted you to find out about it. It would have been forgotten."

"No it wouldn't," I state, "Your friends knew, other people would have eventually. Somehow or another, I would have found out if we stayed together."

He looks away from me to his hands, "Well, you know now, am I forgiven?"

"You want me to just forgive you and forget about it?" I was stunned, how could I forget it that easy? I was used, as a pawn, in a bet. That's not something you can just forget about.

"I'm not saying to forget about it, I know that would be hard to do. I just want your forgiveness. I know I need to earn your trust again, and I want to."

"I don't know," I reply, "It's still fresh Draco, it happened barely a week ago."

He walks over and takes my hands in his, bring me to stand.

"Do you love me?" he asks holding his hands over mine.

I smile, "Of course I do."

"The please give me another chance," he begs, "Forgive me and I promise I will be better, I will never keep something from you again."

I let out a exhale and look up into his eyes. I could see the pain in his eyes, he really wanted this. I loved this boy, and I didn't want to let him go that easy, I was just unsure about putting my heart back on the line again.

"I forgive you Draco," I finally say, "But it will take a while for me to trust you again."

He nods, "I can accept that."

I smile and look at our hands, together.

"Can we please start to go back to the way things were before the dance?"

I shake my head, "I don't think we could go back to how we use to be that easy, but we can work on it."

"That's all I need," he replies, "Leianna?"

I look up into his eyes again and a playful smirk crosses his face, "Can I please kiss you?"

I laugh lightly and nod, "Yes you idiot, you can."

He lets go of my hands and cups my cheek, bringing his lips to mine. My hands lift to his shoulders as he deepens this kiss. I missed this, the feel of his lips to mine. How it made me feel like every nerve in my body had intensified.

He breaks the kiss and leans his head to mine, "You don't know how much I wanted to do that for the past few days, I missed your lips."

I smile, "I felt the same."

He laughs and run his hands to my side, "Do you have any plans for the upcoming break?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"Because I am dying to get you alone again," he states as he grips my side, pulling me as close as he can get me to him.

I felt my cheeks flame from his implication and, even though he's seen me blush numerous times, I can't help but to look down in an attempt to hide it.

"Oh, is that all you want form me now?" I tease.

"Among other things," he replies. While lifting my chin, he leans back down to kiss me again.